Virgo Rising
Oh it’s fun to be a little hypochondriac!
Oh it’s fine to want to lie around in bed! It’s delightful to be lazy lying on your back, To be comforted and cosseted and fed, When the dictionary says you should be dead! Oh it’s fine to be a little hypochondriac. It’s fun to have a cupboard full of pills, Of Calamine and Liver salts and Ipecac And medicines for fevers and for chills, And forms for cutting people out of wills! Oh it’s nice to be a little hypochondriac. I love hotties and thermometers and soup! I know all about a dickey sacro-iliac, Rubella, Yellow Fever, and the croup, And I share it all on Friday at the Group. Oh it’s wise to be a little hypochondriac. You never know when bugs are set to bite! Accumulating therapeutic bric a brac Is an amateur pathologist’s delight - And a different diagnosis every night! And it pays to be a little hypochondriac, Holding pricey Consultations every day! This way I get my self-esteem and money back For the bargain-basement bottles on display, The prescriptions that I never throw away! |